“I have the feeling that he’d kill you in a second if it benefited him.” “And I would gladly die for him if that’s what he wanted.”Preacher Jack shook his head in disgust. He heard what Cara was saying, but he knew she was too screwed up in the head to realize she had a sick unhealthy obsession with Bohdan. There was no way he was going to help her, she was too far gone by now. “What if they send him somewhere else and he doesn’t come back?”“Don’t say that, I don’t want to hear…” Cara couldn’t finish her sentence.“You can live here as long as you want. We don’t have many women around here, we could use a new one,” Preacher Jack said.“If he doesn’t come back, I’ll escape, I’ll find him.”“No vampire that I know of has ever escaped this prison. You’d be the first.”“I’m not like the rest of you, I’m special, this zoo can’t hold me,” Cara said. She looked up into the stars above and took a deep breath. “I will pray that he returns by morning, if my prayers are not answered, I will fi
Saturday arrived and the tension in the pit was off the charts. Everyone knew the president was coming and the guards as well as the inmates were excited for the crowds and attention this would bring. The warden was up early checking to make sure all the arrangements were made and being followed through. The last time he set up an event like this, things went very well. He was hoping this one would turn out the same or better.Leaving his office, the warden asked his secretary if she had heard if the governor had arrived, his secretary hadn’t heard anything yet and told him she’d let him know as soon as she found out. Anxious, the warden left the administration building and looked out onto the sandy area set aside for the event. Three new raised platforms had been constructed for today, with the president’s tower set up with the best view.From where the warden stood outside his office, the platforms looked impressive and that’s what he wanted to convey. The look of power and control.
“Three is a lot for one day, I’d rather do one well than three average,” Bohdan replied.“No, you will do all three, and I want you to make the audience happy. You did a great job the last time, but this time I want theatre,” the warden said. “I want the headlines to read that Rome has come to Chicago.”“You have a Caesar complex,” Bohdan said.“Say what you will, when this is said and done, everyone will know this place and what went on. Bohdan the Vampire Ripper slays three convicted killers and the president is there to watch. I’ll be even more rich and famous than I imagined.”“And what’s in it for me?”“You will be a superstar, what else could you ever want? With the funds I generate today, I could build you a house just for yourself. Our star attraction deserves his own castle.”The offer the warden was making sounded very attractive to Bohdan. His own place, private and secure is what Bohdan craved from the start and now he was veryMotivated to do what the warden wanted and ma
Bohdan didn’t want to take the chance of just walking out the gate with the rest of the crowd, his chances were good he’d make it, but this was his best opportunity to leave this hell hole zoo for good. The area where the killings were to take place were still within the fenced in perimeter of the zoo and he couldn’t just fade away like he wanted. Then he spied something in the distance that gave him an idea. It was the meat wagon that brought the slaves the vampires feed on parked next to the stable. The horses were eating as the workers checked on the slaves to sort out the dead ones from the lives ones.Bohdan slipped off his fine leather coat and tossed it on the ground acting like nothing happened. He quickly looked around to see if anyone noticed and darted into the stable. From his vantage point, he could see about a dozen live slaves sitting, tied up in the back of the wagon. If he waited until they unloaded the slaves into the pit, he could jump inside and ride away hidden in
The bartender watched the stranger avoiding a lap dance from a nude saloon dancer named Penny. She was one of a group of dancers that put on a show each weekend for the local men who spent their days on the range, working long hours under the hot sun. The stranger entered the saloon less than an hour ago and seemed disinterested in the woman who was now grinding her backside into his chest. She was looking for a tip and was getting pissed that she wasn’t getting any response at all.“What’s wrong buddy? You don’t like girls?” Penny asked.The stranger raised his hat brim just enough to make eye contact with the woman. “You need to shave,” the stranger replied.“What the fuck?” Penny asked. “You look like you haven’t had a bath or shave in a month.”“I haven’t,” Bohdan replied. “Now get me a drink.”“I’m not a barmaid. If you want a drink, get it yourself,” the woman replied. Frustrated, she spotted another lonely man across the bar, and zeroed in on him.Bohdan then stood up and walke
“Have you ever seen a Mexican whore naked? Looks like a dog in heat. You have to fuck them in the dark so you don’t have to see what they look like. And those nigger women, I can’t believe any man would fuck them. But then most men are whores as well.”“What are you? Irish? German?” Isaac asked. “German, why do you care?”“I could tell by your hairy bush, you German’s look like men.”The dancer, trying to show how unoffended she was, leaned over and hung her two large breasts in Isaac’s face. She grabbed them from the sides and shook her large pink nipples in his face. “You think I’m a man?” she asked.“I think your pussy is disgusting. You should go to a barber and have it shaved.” “I would if assholes like you tipped well.”“I tip for attractive women, you get what you put out,” Isaac said.Rancid, watching the two go at it spoke up. “I think maybe we should get going.” “You have half your drink left,” Isaac replied.“I can finish it off,” Rancid said.“No, I’m not letting this cunt
The women finished the meal at the café and decided to head back to the saloon to meet the men. They convinced Anne to go with them and told her she would be safe. As they approached the saloon, they saw two rows of lighted torches surrounding a pile of wood that was growing larger as men added to the pile. In the center of the woodpile were three tall posts, around six feet in height each.The town had no electricity, and the only light emitting was from lamps set up on the walkways and from the buildings that lined the main road. The saloon was the most lit up building since it was occupied most evenings until midnight or later. The women looked over at the saloon to see if they could see the men inside from the street, all they could see were stranger’s playing cards at a table near the door.“What’s going on?” Cara asked. “What’s with these pole and the wood pile?” “Looks like a witch burning,” Ashley replied.“They’re burning vampires,” Anne said. As if it were the most common th
The crowd that formed to see the three vampires die grew larger and larger and a table was set up next to the boardwalk with pies and sandwiches for sale. The event was turning out to be almost as good as the county fair, with better main entertainment than they’d seen in years. Kids played and music filled the air as the atmosphere became more festive.Ashley said, “This is so sick and wrong.”Cara replied, “Didn’t they do this in Rome? Kill slaves and make a party out of it?”“Yes, and that was wrong as well. How people can do that to each other I’ll never understand.”“They dehumanize them, they’re not people, and they’re blood sucking animals.” Bohdan spoke up, “Like me?”“Yeah, I suppose so,” Cara replied.“Why do you worship a blood sucking animal like me?” Bohdan asked. “Because you’re sexy,” Cara replied.“Sexy? There’s nothing sexy about me. You’re delusional.”“She’s a groupie, you can’t explain it. It’s a perverted fascination,” Ashley said. “Anyway, I think they’re about t